[McThizzface]
Disclaimer:
I know I’m in grad school right now and have been spending the majority of my time figuring out how to write in a way that will not be ignored by academics/people with power and influence (aka forget you grew up in Richmond and learned how to speak for the first 18 years of your life), but I’ma use this blog as a vehicle for my honest expression in my most honest of muhf*ckin voices…(YEE, muhf*cka! YEE!).
Good f*ckin’ lord, blud. I am truly not sure what to make of everything going on right now in Amerika. Sh*t really seems to be on its way to (or past) hitting the fan. McCain and Palin never cease to amaze me in the ways that they will hurl every insult and negative accusation at Obama in their candidacy, but when face to face with Biden and Obama in debates, never bring these things (ie: Bill Ayers) up! Until November the 4th, its gonna get pretty McNasty out here, sun. Yeesh.
The homie J-Bloom put me onto this vid of greatest-rapper-of-all-time-who-you-always-forget-to-put-in-your-greatest-rapper-of-all-time-lists, Scarface of Facemob, the Ghetto Boys and Houston, (don’t mess with)Texas. Art = Honest Expression = Art.
[How douchebaggy does that hat look on anybody BUT scarface?]
Senator John McCain’s my name and aint a damn thing changed / a veteran whose better than Osam-OBam-Oh what’s his name? Hussein’s his name / insane’s his game, to change is lame, I braved the rain: / tortured by the GOOKs and the Vietcong / abortions mothers choose and I think that’s f*cking wrong / I’ll sacrifice a million children if I have to / to cap the lives of Iraqi fighters – permamnent like tattoos / You wanna live on welfare? While Cubans merc you? / Then vote to make our healthcare universal / I’m the man to be in charge when tragedy strikes ’cause I was born when Blacks and womyn didn’t have any rights / I have to be right. / I’m old, I’m white, a man and rich as devil’s food / The bass too loud! / please make me proud and turn up all the treble fool! / register and choose McCain to vote for the chance / to stay the course and say in chorus: / “no sir, we cant!”
To further my point here as far as the insanity of McCain’s hinjinx, I feel it necessary to post my broshot Adrizzle of iLL-Literacy’s vlog about the 2nd Presidential debate. Get ‘em boy!
[Gotta love (to hate) that good 'ole fashioned U.S.A. racism!]
I know I spend a lot of time on this blog venting about what’s wrong with where I live, but the reason I do so is because I KNOW it can be so much f*cking better than this. I’ve seen the amazing human capacity in my newborn baby nephews and nieces, my wife, parents and brother and in the resilience of my sisters and brothers of all different walks of marginalized life. I am hopeful for celebration on November 4th but have not resigned myself to being setup for disappointment again. What I mean by this is that while I am thinking constantly about the positive thoughts and energy I believe people will need to shine outward for McCain to be beaten, I also fully subscribe to preparing for the worst. This means creating plans of action to protect ourselves/loved ones in the case that McCain/Palin wins and tries to keep gay people from marrying, building more prisons, taking away the right to choose and funding many more wars in many more places around the world.
Yes We Can (make sure we aren’t all assed-the-f*ck-out if Michelle isn’t our First Lady come November)!
‘Til November my people: stay strong and don’t drop your guard, but also don’t be scurred to turn to your neighbor and just “hug-it-out.”
["Can You Feel The Bigotry Tonight?"]
Un mundo mejor es posible,
Senbei
1 comment
October 9, 2008 at 11:11 pm
K-Chedda
Amen. I did some phone banking for the Obama campaign and the number of people who said “I’m voting for McCain” was alarming. Then again, I live in Georgia.
The homie James and I are going to poll watch on the day of the election and have decided that we are going to get real fucked up that night, either in celebration or to escape our disappointment. And then we are taking a day off the next day to nurse a hangover. Then we should paddle our asses to Cuba (if McClame wins).
Un Mundo Mejor es Posible (Cuba, how I miss thee),
KC